Light transforms an ordinary pumpkin into a jack-o-lantern. Similarly, the light of Christ transforms us ordinary people into saints. Who, after all, are the saints? They’re the people who let God’s light shine through in everything they do. We are privileged to carry the light of Christ within us. Do

A heart-stopping moment: I was driving home from the Jesuit Center the other day when a large deer darted right in front of the car. Awesome! A heart-expanding moment: I was praying Monday morning when I looked out across the newly harvested cornfield and witnessed a very BIG buck leap

Halloween is coming, and many little people in our Catholic schools will dress as saints to celebrate All Saints Day on November 1. We’ll see a serene Therese of Lisieux, a Blessed Virgin Mary, and a Saint Joseph. Less often do we see the saints whose horrifying deaths were as

There are more statues of this man than anyone else at El Santuario de Chimayó in the small village of Chimayó in northern New Mexico. He outstrips St. Therese of Lisieux and St. Francis of Assisi and even Our Lady of Guadalupe and Nuestro Señor de Esquipulas, in whose honor

Shakespeare’s comedies are near tragedies. The mix-ups and disguises, the twists of language, the intricate plot bring the audience to the brink of tragedy; however, something happens in the last act that changes course, and we receive that “happy-ever-after” feeling. The near tragedy becomes a comedy, often shown in an

“Seeing how God works in nature can help us understand how He works in our lives,” Janette Oke claims. Surrounded by 95 acres of woods, lake and meadow I live up close and personal to nature. Sometimes nature is slow, like a long cold spring when summer weather is hardly

I like tables. I like to do my paper work on a table, spreading out an array of paper, pens, markers, and a cup of coffee. I like kitchen tables with their feeling of at-home-ness. One of my favorite times of the day is to sit down at the dining

Genes, chromosomes, DNA, everything that makes me Me is mystifying and truly awesome. Out of the millions of possibilities, God made Me. But God didn’t step back to admire the creation. Instead God became part of my every cell–not in a pantheistic way, but in they way of Scripture: “In

Every saint is a facet of the Diamond who is God. And every saint who has founded a religious congregation has given that facet to his or her followers. We call that facet a charism, meaning a gift to the world. A charism is the way a particular person or

An angel is pure intelligence, but we limited intelligences try to cramp an angel into a semi-material being with wings. The part of me closest to angelic is my spirit, my mind. We humans are evolving into a new dimension when our spirits will become more “who we are” than